The students who hadn't dispersed around felt the fluctuation of their true energy at once, and they all galloped over in horror, watching the excitement from a distance.
"That's... Zuo Heng who is fifth on the Qianlong list!"
"Who is that kid, he dared to provoke Zuo Heng, he really wanted to die."
"No matter who that kid is, he is dead, tsk tsk, there will be another dead soul in the mirror."
Suddenly more than a dozen figures flew over, divided into two factions, and landed on the sides of Yang Qingxuan and Zuo Heng respectively.
Yang Qingxuan said in shock: "You..."
Six people came, namely Liu Cheng, Meng Rui, Yue Qiang, Du Ruo, Duan Weiwei and Xiao Feng.
They were all cultivating in the mirror ground, and were thrown out inexplicably. When they found Yang Qingxuan, they all stepped forward.
Xiao Feng looked at the murderous people on the opposite side, and said bitterly: "Yang Qingxuan, why did you offend the 'Huamu' people."
Yang Qingxuan asked doubtfully, "Huamu?"
Duan Weiwei said: "It is the name of an organization in the inner courtyard, and Zuo Heng is the boss of this generation of flowers and trees. To put it bluntly, this organization was originally established by the ancestors of the Zuo family in the academy, and has been passed down from generation to generation."
Seven or eight figures fell behind Zuo Heng, all of them looked unhappy, and one of them shouted, "Boss, what's wrong?"
Zuo Heng said coldly: "There is a scum looking for death."
Several people from Huamu looked at Yang Qingxuan, one of them looked strange, and suddenly said: "Yang Qingxuan?"
As soon as these three words came out, as if there was a magical power, the faces of several people all changed.
Their Huamu organization naturally knew about the matter between Zuo Heng and Yang Qingxuan, so they frowned all of a sudden.
The pot exploded all around.
"Yang Qingxuan? Is that Wu Qiyue's lover?"
"It's better to be famous than to meet. Today I finally saw the real person. It really looks like I'm going to die."
"In this world, what I like the most is to slap those who are overwhelmed in the face."
"I heard that they still have a contract for World War I. I don't know if it will be advanced."
All kinds of discussions came, and more than a dozen people from Huamu came over, all standing behind Zuo Heng, unscrupulously releasing their aura. It immediately brought tremendous pressure to Meng Rui and others.
"Boss, if it's not convenient for you to make a move, let me do it."
Among the flowers and trees, a tall and thin man in gray clothes came out. His face was thin and mean, and his figure was like a sword, giving people a sense of sternness.
A one-eyed student said coldly: "It's good to let Wu Hong teach him a lesson. It's important for a person to have self-knowledge, so as not to really think that he is qualified to fight with the boss. Hundreds of such rookies die every year."
"Hee hee, it's too embarrassing!"
The one-eyed woman in a flower robe covered her mouth and snickered, and said: "In this world, people who pick up girls not on strength but on looks are all hooligans. It's shameful. The boss agreed to fight with you because of Wu Qiyue's consideration." Save face, take care of the girl's emotions, don't you really think you are qualified to fight the boss? Hee hee, it's so embarrassing, if I were this man, I'd be bumped to death. To deceive an ignorant girl."
One-eyed sneered and said: "Mei Juan, don't hit people like this. It's not easy for this kid to spend all his time trying to please Wu Qiyue."
"Shut up!"
Zuo Heng was suddenly furious, his face became gloomy, Cyclops and Meijuan immediately shut their mouths, not daring to speak any more.
Zuo Heng looked around for a few times, but he didn't see Wu Qiyue, so he said coldly: "Okay, Wu Hong, go and teach him a lesson, let him know a little about being a newcomer."
"Yes, boss!"
Wu Hong licked his lower lip, and said with a chuckle: "It's a pity that he understood this truth too late. If there is a memory after death, remember to engrave it firmly in his mind and bring it to the next life!"
As soon as the voice fell, his steps flashed, his figure was like a sword, and he appeared in front of Yang Qingxuan in an instant, the speed was almost in the blink of an eye.
A big sword more than eight feet long, longer than Wu Hong's whole body, came out of nowhere, and slashed vertically on the spot!
"boom!"
Yang Qingxuan grabbed Dou Guishen and stood in front of him.
When the two swords collided, a burst of sword energy shot out, sharp as if cutting. Meng Rui and the others around were all shaken physically and mentally, unable to resist the might of the sword, and hurriedly retreated.
"Die!"
With a gloomy face, Wu Hong shouted loudly, holding a huge sword in his hand and leaning forward, the blade of the sword was pressed down, as heavy as Mount Tai. Yang Qingxuan's face changed slightly, and his body kept sliding backwards under pressure.
The sword energy of the two spread out, making his robe rattle.
"snort."
After sliding more than ten feet away, Yang Qingxuan suddenly snorted coldly, and with both arms, he grabbed Douguishen and pushed him up, holding the power of the giant sword.
"Um?"
Wu Hong frowned, with a murderous look in his eyes, and said in a cold voice, "I am very dissatisfied that you, an ant, can hold my sword."
The students around exclaimed, and one of them said: "I've got it! How is it possible? Wu Hong is the 21st strongman on the Qianlong list, and he is also a backbone member of Huamu!"
Another person said: "It hasn't started yet, what's the fuss? Wu Hong hasn't started exerting his strength yet. I'm afraid he wants to torture this kid more and vent his anger on Zuo Heng."
Yang Qingxuan was speechless, and said with a sneer: "It's a big idiot, idiot, I have it every year, especially this year!"
After finishing speaking, he raised his left hand, put his fingers together, a little glow appeared on his fingertips, and pointed towards Wu Hong's face like a broken bamboo.
The sharp finger light flew towards the sky like sword energy, and the severed face ached.
Wu Hong was startled, the sword shook, and the sword energy erupted from the sword, knocking Yang Qingxuan back a few steps.
Suddenly, a cloud of thunder and lightning condensed in the sky and flew down violently.
Wu Hong raised his sword and blocked himself behind.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
A series of explosions made the sword flicker with thunder.
Du Ruo and others all surrounded Wu Hong and stood around Wu Hong in a certain position, forming a siege posture.
"Haha, Wu Hong is going to be eaten by these ants. I really want to see him being beaten badly. It will save him from being so cold every day."
Among Huamu's people, a woman covered her mouth and smiled.
The one-eyed man sneered, and said: "No matter how many ants there are, it is impossible to kill the elephant. Your wish will come true."
Yang Qingxuan said: "Get out of the way, I am enough."
Du Ruo said: "Don't be brave, we will advance and retreat with you!"
Yue Qiang also shouted: "Yes, live and die together, advance and retreat together!"
Meng Rui said: "This is not a single-handed martial arts competition, don't be arrogant, and don't care about face."
Several people thought that Yang Qingxuan was trying to be brave or couldn't let go of face.
Yang Qingxuan smiled wryly, but there was still a warm current in his heart.
"If that's the case, then you all will die together!"
Wu Hong's face darkened, and he raised his sword. Originally, Yang Qingxuan blocked his sword, which made him feel very embarrassing. Now he was besieged by a group of freshmen, and he was even more angry. He slashed away without mercy, and the sword power actually enveloped all seven people!
(end of this chapter)